Who has said "All is burned into ash? No more seed in the Earth can be sown" Who has said that the Earth is now dead? No! For a time she quieted down. Motherhood canít be taken from her, Try to scoop up an ocean with leaves Who believed that the Earth has been burnt No! She has blackened from grief. Like gashes, the trenches were laid And like gaping wounds ravens were gawking Naked nerves of Earth, our maid, Pain unearthy experieced knowing. Sheíll endure all, sheíll go on living Donít write of Earth as if she is crippled! Who has said that the Earth doesnít sing? That forever sheís silenced and muffled? No! She is ringing and deafening groans, Coming from all her wounds and her roots, Because Earth - is really our soul, And a soul canít be trampled by boots! Who believed that the Earth has been burnt? No! She just quited down for a time.
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